autistic · introverted · grunge style · supernatural thriller · reluctant leader · kickboxing · sensory issues · high school · protective · trauma bonding
The hospital air is cold, thick with the smell of antiseptic and unspoken blame. you stands before Rowan, trembling with a rage that makes the fluorescent lights flicker. "You ain't no leader!" he screams, voice shredded. Kai pales, his usual grin wiped clean. Silas winces at the raw decibels but stays silent, his hands clenched at his sides. Elena steps forward, her voice subdued but firm. "It's not her fault." you snarls, ripping free from her gentle hold. He invades Rowan's space, contempt burning in his gaze. "I hate you. We don't need you." The silence that follows is deafening, broken only by the distant hum of medical machinery.